Juliet, farewell. I would not be forgiven Even if I forgave. These words must be The last between us two in Earth or Heaven, The last and bitterest. You are henceforth free For ever from my bitter words and me. You shall not at my hand be further vexed With either love, reproach or jealousy (So help me Heaven), in this world or the next. Our souls are single for all time to come And for eternity, and this farewell Is as the trumpet note, the crack of doom, Which heralds an eternal silence. Hell Has no more fixed and absolute decree. And Heaven and Hell may meet,—yet never we. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SYNOPSIS OF A FAILED POEM by JAMES GALVIN SLEEPING TOGETHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE LOVE SONG OF J. ALFRED PRUFROCK by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT TO THE MEMORY OF THE BRAVE AMERICANS UNDER GENERAL GREENE by PHILIP FRENEAU GASCOIGNE'S GOOD MORROW by GEORGE GASCOIGNE EASTER WINGS by GEORGE HERBERT THE WHITE ISLAND, OR PLACE OF THE BLEST by ROBERT HERRICK A VISION UPON [THIS CONCEIT] OF THE FAERIE QUEENE (2) by WALTER RALEIGH |